Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1887-07-14
M'FLUFFEY'S CANOE.

My boatman laughed loud at q man on the
shore,
With habiliments proud and assurance galore,
And manner that sought the idea to convey
That he may be had bought the whole river that
Said my shrewd Irish Lad, as quick glance he
threw:
HE remoinds me- bedad, of McF1uney's canoe.
~'Oh, McF1uney was there in competitive sail;
He could show his back hair in the calm or the
gale;
He was absent upon any spot but first place.
Till he enthered the John ]. O'Flannagan race
Which 1t tore him all down, and then shwept
him up, too,
Wild some frindS who now frown on McFlufey'S
canoe.
-'.For he'd said: III hew out a new boat, loike
not
That will shtroll all about livery craft yez have
got;
And her patthern I'll kape to nesilf. good or
bad,
For the crayture I'll shape in me cellar, bedad.
III be maker, designer, an captain an crew;
An there not be foiner n McFluffey's canoe
$50 this promising craft in his cellar he shaped,
An he chuckled an laughed, an he pounded an
schraped;
An his dry-dock was wet wild the shmen OF ould
gin;
But we niver could get free pass to go in.
And he says: Cork yer eyes, till the proper
An you'll have q surprise from McFlureys
canoeH
-''An' the race day did lind a fair breeze
bright sun,
An we backed our ould frind about twinty to
one;
An we pitied the fate OF the others ahoat,
An shouted: 'Jist wait for McFluhey's new
boatr
An he says: She's as stanch as me frinds are,
an true;
canoe"
IAN we shouted: All right" an went down
wild grin,
An we pushed our sails tight wild pull at the
An the boat stood all fresh an all fine as could
be;
Oh! frrst-class professional beauty she !
An his shwateheart had sewed a Crane flag
trimmed wild blue,
An her name had bestowed on McFluffey's
canoe.
San we lifted hur clane on our shoulders in
The boat. sure, I mane--an DESCENDED up
shtairs;
But the boat was too great--sure the door was
too shmall-
An we couldn't get the crayture evicted at all I!
Not door could be slammed that the craft
would sail through,
An we stood there becalmed wild McFluffey's
cancel
''Saw the floor! smash the wall! blow the roof
on he cried
But nothing at all would admit her outside;
An Mac shwelled up in girth, an blasphemed
himself sick,
An then prayed for an earthquake to come an
be quick!
Stone an brick would not mind it, for all we
could do,
An the race left behind it NIcFIufey's canoe!
His shwareheart the shock drove with rage
most insane,
An she stamped through the dock when he
thried to explain;
An she said: Look a-therer wild the rage in
her face
The Bridget O'Flaherty is winning my race!
You desaved me, ye elf an her words fairly
flew:
Nov be of wild yersef an your dirthy canoe =
+'Now when a man brings me a high moighty
sound
Concernin' big things he is gon to bring round,
Forgettin the bars that men find in their way,
say, wild sly laughter: Your pride ye may
rue;
You're a-modelin' afther McFlurey's canoe
IAN when a man linds all his plans to himself,
An lays all his frinds for awhile on the shelf,
An thinks he Knows twice all there is to be
known,
An the outside advice will be lettin' alone,
1 says: If your pride to point yeZ don't hew,
You'll be taken a ride in McFluffeys canoe "
-WW Carleton, is Harpey's Weekly.